Robert Service (you’re my #goals)

Oh bind this soul and make to stay
A heart that is yearning to up and away
To the wild places, beguiled places
Of Midnight’s sun and dryad faces.

Chain this spirit with hunger to be
Gone, far off, and savagely free
In the deep forest, the steep forest
Where beastly calls arise unchorused.

Manacles, chains, iron door—
Anything, friend, to keep a heart at war
From the wide country, untried country
Of rivers and mountains secret and sundry.

The Yukon calls and I long to return
To where rivers run quick and the great fires burn
‘Neath the high peaks, the sky peaks
For it’s the untamed North that this bound soul seeks.


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